Beginnings are splendid
but the end is supreme
Words were inspiring
but when deaf our wisdom grew
When we flew,they cheered
but when crippled our minds soared
In love we were fooled
but in hate we recognised love
We’d rather be blinded by the sun above
than always shielded by earth and stone; buried.
To fly to heights unreached
into the abyss I fell, to spring up anew
To fight a ravenous multitude
we need the strength of a loyal few.